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Powdered MilkToo much too much to say and I can't even say any of it. It's like when you're pouring the powdered milk and some comes out but then so much tries to come out from in the little hole that none comes out and you have to tip the box back and start again.
Everyone's a PhotographerEveryone's a photographer these daysOut always with your megapixelsEternally grasping the magic box.Click clickSnap everythingand anything.Doesn't matter, it's all digital.Delete it, save itUpload it.Edit it, for freeInternet magic.Slap a couple "filters" onYes, it's prettySpecial? MaybeDon't cry if nobody looksDo you even knowWhat a daguerrotype is?Everyone's a photographer these days.Why do you thinkYouAre the special one?
Asking Him to Prom 3-9-11It took so long for me to get the nerveI talked about it to so many friendsI figured that it was what I deservedBut never did I think it all could end.I asked so many people what was bestAnd everyone thought the idea was good"Of course," they said, "He likes you. He'll say yes."So I believed. I'd ask him to prom, I would!It took a while, I thought of nothing elseBut then I got my opportunityI never thought he'd say "There's someone else"My world, that night, came crashing down on me.That answer, come so unexpectedlyHas simplified my world, but so hurt me.